Mr.Fu's White Moonlight

Now it's her turn to give. Is she talking so much now?

It's her business at the beginning of Ji Nan. He doesn't care so much. If she can't, she'll get out.

Ji Nanchu didn't talk to Fu Shimo any more. She could only move little by little. She had tried her best. If Fu Shimo didn't cooperate, she could only do so.

Finally, with great effort, Ji Nanchu finally sent Fu Shimo to the bathroom.

"Shi Mo, what are you going to do? I'll help you. " His hands softened in bursts, and Ji Nan began to gasp.

"No, you go out." Fu Shimo glances at Ji Nanchu. He is not interested in letting people see how convenient he is. These days, he has had enough.

So for the first time, there is no dilemma for Ji Nanchu.

"You're here yourself? How can I? " Ji Nanchu knows that Fu Shimo's idea is nothing more than the attack of cleanliness, but his current situation is really not suitable for himself.

"Get out. You don't have to worry about it." Fu Shimo said coldly, there is no need for Ji Nanchu to hinder himself here.

"When you want to come here, you don't have to pretend. Ji Nanchu, do you want to have a hard time with me?" Fu Shimo glanced coldly at Ji Nanchu who hesitated here.

"If you need anything, just let me know." Ji Nanchu looked at Fu Shimo and then went out.

Fu Shimo doesn't care. Of course, he won't come down to walk. After all, the soles of his feet haven't recovered. He doesn't abuse himself. It's just that it's better to settle things here than in bed.

It's not that he can't move. He doesn't have the habit of being a useless person.

Fu Shimo's back injury is not completely good, so he will continue to live in the hospital for a few days, let Wener check, no infection, to leave the hospital.

Although he has been sober, the injury on his back is still very serious, because when he is getting better and still can't get better, the gauze doesn't need to be wrapped, it's not so uncomfortable, but some small wounds begin to heal.

At this time, is the most uncomfortable, the itch on the back, to the night of torture Fu Shimo has no way to sleep.

Thinking of this, Fu Shimo could only close his eyes sideways, breathing with some unspeakable pain.

Ji Nanchu, who was on one side of the bed, didn't fall asleep. Naturally, he could hear Fu Shimo's situation.

She has learned from Wen Er about these situations. Fu Shimo's wounds begin to heal, and some places will start to itch, but they must not be touched or scratched. If the wound is broken or infected, it will be very troublesome.

Ji Nanchu got out of bed carefully and took one side of the medicine box. There was a ointment prepared by Wener in it, which could cool and relieve itching.

"Mr. Fu?" Ji Nanchu came to the bedside and patted Fu Shimo who was sleeping on his side carefully, but Fu Shimo didn't want to respond to her at all and lay still.

Ji Nanchu shouts again. Seeing that Fu Shimo still ignores her, she can only lift the clothes on Fu Shimo's back by herself. Xin Kui's sick clothes are very spacious, and it's not too difficult for her to lift them.

However, as soon as she opened it, Fu Shimo's body became tense, and his heart immediately became angry.

What does Ji Nanchu want to do? Do it to him, too?

Is she still human and shameless? How much better is he, just eager for discontent?